Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ukraine and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Animal Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Radiohead,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Duran Duran,
Chris Corsano,
The Knickerbockers,
Byron Stingily,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Doors,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
Erykah Badu,
David Bowie,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stetsasonic,
Maurizio,
Soulsonic Force,
Rapeman,
Kurtis Blow,
LL Cool J,
Cameo,
Fela Kuti,
Gong,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skaos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Schoolly D,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wire,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anakelly,
Althea and Donna,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Qualms,
Arcadia,
Jacques Brel,
The Residents,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kas Product,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.